"What did you say? Say it again."

Fu Wenzhou's voice was so cold that the soles of Gu Bai's feet felt cold.

He coughed dryly and repeated what he just said: "You asked me to check the Qing Ning. The real founder's surname is Song. The capital invested in country m three years ago. This lady named Song accounted for 100% of Qing Ning.

Ninety-five percent of the shares, but I sent someone to look for him, and Country M found no such person."

Gu Bai paused for a moment: "In other words, this M countryman named Song has legal documents and an account, but he does not have this "person". But I found out something interesting."

Fu Wenzhou frowned: "Say."

Gu Bai: "Every quarter, there will be a large transfer in the account of Ms. Song, who has not been found to be this person, and the payee is that sick beauty in your family who collapses at the slightest hint of wind."

Fu Wenzhou: "..."

"So you don't have to worry about what kind of threat Qing Ning will pose to Song Qingyou. I think it's probably her trap for Song Yuan. You're still worried about her being bullied and want to buy Qing Ning right away."

Gu Bai sat down and said: "Don't tell me, this Song Qingyou is really smart. I'm really curious about what Yan Shaoqin's face would be like if he knew that he was being screwed around by a little girl. Haha, just think about it.

I just find it fun.”

Fu Wenzhou glanced at Gu Bai's gloating face, sneered coldly, and said in an arrogant tone: "My Youyou has always been smart."

Thinking that Song Qingyou was taking advantage of Yan Shaoqin, Fu Wenzhou felt very bright.

It seems that his Youyou didn't ask him for help in the first place because she couldn't bear to take advantage of him.

"Why are you so stupid?" Gu Bai asked with disgust when he saw Fu Wenzhou's idiotic look on his face.

Fu Wenzhou tightened his lips and said, "How many scattered shares of the Song Group are there?"

"Eight percent."

"You go buy these eight percent in the name of Jiangcheng Sy Group." Fu Wenzhou crossed his legs and said casually.

Gu Bai straightened up: "Why don't you go by yourself? Aren't you the boss of Sy?"

Fu Wenzhou's expression was indifferent and his voice was low and cold: "Gifts should always be kept mysterious so that the other party can be surprised when they receive them."

Gu Bai chuckled and expressed his disdain for men who are obsessed with love.

After talking about the business, Gu Bai planned to leave.

Fu Wenzhou suddenly stopped him and stretched his head over under Gu Bai's incomprehensible gaze.

He said expressionlessly: "Touch it."

Gu Bai's eyes twitched and he said in horror: "Fu Wenzhou, am I a pervert? I don't have a habit of touching men's heads! Even if you can't catch Song Qingyou, don't shift your target to your brother!"

"..." Fu Wenzhou looked sideways at him, his eyes showing no warmth: "You can touch me if I tell you to."

Gu Bai closed his eyes and rubbed Fu Wenzhou's hair twice, finding that it felt good, so he couldn't help but touch it for a while longer.

Fu Wenzhou opened his hand with a cold face: "Prick it?"

Gu Bai said without hesitation: "It's okay. Have you taken care of your hair recently?"

The previously stubbly short hair was now longer, and the hair looked softer than before, but he didn't understand how Fu Wenzhou, a grown man, could become obsessed with his hair.

Fu Wenzhou was not satisfied when he heard the word "OK." He frowned sharply and said, "You can go."

Gu Bai:......

If you don't write it, you're just a tool.

Yes, he was too lazy to stay longer.

When Gu Bai opened the door, he saw Song Qingyou coming out of the house opposite with Qunchu in her arms. She lowered her head and stroked the cat's head with her palms.

An idea suddenly flashed through his mind, but it was too scary and Gu Bai didn't dare to think about it deeply.

My brother is not so perverted as to compete with a cat for favor, right?

Gu Bai felt that Fu Wenzhou had not fallen in love to this extent yet.

He pulled his lips and said hello: "Miss Song, long time no see."

When Song Qingyou heard this, she raised her eyes and smiled distantly and coldly: "Long time no see, Mr. Gu."

Gu Bai clicked his tongue. Song Qingyou was like this. She was not close to anyone. It was like there was a barrier around her, shielding everyone equally. People and things in this world seemed not very important to her.

I've never seen her interested in anything or having any mood swings for anyone.

Live like a little god with a pure heart and ascetic desires.

Of course, except Fu Wenzhou.

Even Gu Bai had to admit that it was not without results that someone had been stalking him for so many years.

At least the little fairy will be angry with him, right?

Gu Bai didn't know whether to feel lucky or sympathetic for his brother.

He wanted to say something more to lighten the atmosphere, but someone couldn't help but jumped out and chased him away.

"What are you still doing here?"

A cold and impatient voice came from behind.

Gu Bai turned his head and saw Fu Wenzhou with a handsome face.

I just said a word to Song Qingyou, what about this man?

He turned around shamelessly and smiled particularly affectionately at Song Qingyou: "Miss Song, come and sit down at Gu's house when you have time, I'm... stupid!"

Before Gu Bai could finish speaking, he was kicked violently, staggering and almost falling.

Fu Wenzhou said with a cold face: "There's so much nonsense, why don't you donate your tongue."

"..."

Haha, is it possible for me to leave?

After Gu Bai left, Song Qingyou carefully considered her tone and said, "I'll leave you here, I have something to do and I have to go to another province."

Fu Wenzhou frowned immediately: "Why are you going to other provinces?"

Song Qingyou put Porridge in his arms: "I told you something."

"A few days." Fu Wenzhou lowered his voice.

Song Qingyou glanced at him. After not seeing him for two days, she felt that his hair seemed to have grown longer, and the tail hair was a little curly. It looked very touchable. She didn't know which one felt better compared to Porridge's.

Realizing that she had this idea, Song Qingyou was startled and immediately pushed the inappropriate thoughts out of her mind.

"Three or four days."

"Where to go."

"..." Song Qingyou was speechless for a moment: "Are you checking your household registration?"

Fu Wenzhou snorted: "I would know even if you didn't tell me."

Song Qingyou quite believed this: "Then check it out yourself."
Chapter completed!